New White Snake Asking Immortals

Savage tribes are wild.

Many tribes in Jiuli like to decorate their houses with bones. Obviously, it is very common to use bones to beautify their homes in this ancient age. The savages like to use more bones to show their taste and strength. There are many stone caves on both sides of the valley. The savages use bones as weapons, and there are many weapons from the Western Regions and the Central Plains. The mace seems to be very popular.

Strong and tall body, the man has a strong back and a strong waist, and the woman's wheat-colored skin is heroic and wild.

Savages, both male and female, are the best warriors. They are wrapped in simple animal skins, bare feet and no shoes, and their heads are loosely scattered. Especially those warrior-like women have a proud figure, which is enough to make most women lose their self-confidence. don't open your eyes...

The tools are primitive and backward, but the accommodation is clean.

Riding a black horse slowly into the gate of the tribe, a group of swordsmen behind them were still studying swordsmanship, turning a blind eye to the charming savage woman.

Under the leadership of the savage, he walked towards the huge stone house in the middle of the valley. It looked like the residence of the highest figure in the tribe, a huge cave dug directly on the cliff without any shelter.

Many savages pointed at Chunyang and his party, especially Bai Yu, who was riding in front of him.

The few white scales on the face became the focus of attention. As for the beauty, the savage tribe didn't like this. They preferred the kind of strong woman who killed the wolf with one punch.

No one expressed welcome or said polite words, the savage's brain was simpler than that of Jianxiu.

Bai Yu dismounted, walked into the cave carelessly and sat down. Twenty fellow students continued to discuss cultivation matters outside. The sharp sword intent frightened those savages who wanted to come forward to seek trouble.

The cave is very clean, surrounded by large and small stones as stools, and there is no waiter or tea.

The savage who can turn into a giant tiger is sitting, more than two meters tall, with exploding muscles, wheat-colored skin and long hair. What attracts a certain Jiao's attention the most is the pair of big feet, and the rough toenails are covered with scratches. There is also some soil embedded in the nails, the foot skin is very thick, it can protect the soles of the feet to run wild in the mountains, and the sparse black foot hairs on the insteps are very individual.

The savage leader looked down at Bai Yu, carefully observed the scales on his face and shook his head.

"Little girl, you are too thin."

A certain Jiao's mouth twitched.

This kind of thing can't be explained to him, and it can't show its original shape. In that case, it's not allowed to accidentally trample to death a few savages in the tribe.

"Actually, I'm here to inquire about something, that..." Before Bai Yu finished speaking.

"Are you from Chunyang Palace?"

"Ang... yes."

Although he is a savage, Zhongyuan's words are very slippery, and it seems that he is a savage with a story.

I don’t know why the savage leader suddenly mentioned this. It’s best not to have a grudge against Chunyang. That would be self-defeating. If you can’t do anything, try not to do it. Children are not doing business.

Ling seemed to be recalling something, looked up at the Zixu monks outside the huge cave, and Bai Yu found that his big feet shrank back unconsciously, as if he was afraid of something.

"They are very similar to one person. That is the strongest man I have ever seen in the world. The powerful beast on the icefield north of the snowy mountain was killed by that man. He is very powerful..."

Looking at the savage leader, and then turning to look at the purple virtual swordsmen outside, Bai Yu felt that there must have been some wonderful drama back then. The savage known for his mighty fierceness called him the strongest man. Could it be...

"His name is Gan Wu."

When the savage leader said this name, he was obviously a little scared. Although it was well hidden, it was still perceived by Bai Yu's keen perception ability.

After hearing the name, Bai Yu nodded, without any exaggerated expression, because it was normal.

The strongest of the Zixu lineage is the cold-faced Qi Yun, and the second is Gan Wu. Usually, the peak master of Qi Yun stays in Shenhua Mountain and rarely appears. He teaches Zixu disciples to practice and walks the world. It is Gan Wu who appears in front of the world. It is very difficult for a lunatic who has cultivated no self and no sword to the extreme to gain an advantage by numbers. There is only one way to defeat this kind of person, and that is to be more mad than him.

Looking through the storage bag, I took out a huge white paper with a broken bone pattern drawn on it in a sketch.

"Have you seen this? I want to know where I found it. I can use the goods to exchange information with you, and I promise not to deceive people. I have a good reputation."

Surprisingly, the savage leader is actually very good at talking, perhaps the premise is not to take the initiative to pick things up, or it may be the twenty well-known Zixu sword repairers outside.

The brawny collar more than two meters tall took a closer look.

Snapped!

With a pat on the thigh, Bai Yu was startled.

"It's a sacred relic in our tribe! It was stolen by a few people from the Central Plains back then! Wow...!"

not good! It turned out to be a relic of the Savage Tribe! Shouldn't this thing go wild?

Before Bai Yu could take out the horizontal knife and shield, Savage Collar stretched out his hand and scratched his back. Rough fingernails rubbed against the flesh and squeaked.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry? It's good to lose the holy relic. You can't use it or eat it, and you have to keep someone to guard it every day. The place I used to sit was used to place the holy relic, but now I will sit."

"…"

This is the most generous human being Bai Yu has ever seen. If other people are robbed of sacred objects, even if they don’t want to, they have to work hard, and even sacrifice countless people’s lives to regain the creatures. If you steal it, you will steal it, and you have to occupy a good seat when you keep it.

What an open-minded state of mind, or that ordinary savages are also not interested in this thing.

Bai Yu felt that it was because there were no priests in the clan that he didn't care. If there were priests, then he would definitely fool the whole clan to work hard for his own jobs and jobs. The Savage Tribe had no priests and only one leader, but there were a lot less bad things.

"Where did you get this thing from?"

Hearing this, the savage leader scratched his head and began to recall.

"My grandfather told me that he was about to die at the time. He was pierced by a wild boar's tusk into his chest. He couldn't hear clearly, and it was very painful..."

"…"

Although I really want to say that I am not interested in your grandfather's death, why is it so wordy when he is obviously a savage?

"He said that when his grandfather was seriously injured by a wild boar, he struggled to tell him something very important before he died. That was when his grandfather was..."

Outside the cave, the perennial ruthless cultivator Zixu grasped the hilt of the sword...

Bai Yu understood that it was all fate. Wild boars and tigers were often seen fighting or losing. The orc tiger collar also formed an indissoluble bond with wild boars, and could be called the terminator of tribe leaders.

Fortunately, the story about the wild boar has come to an end, and it comes to the key point.

"The tribe went out and went north for fifty sunrises, and found the holy relic under the ice field."

"This iron rod has been given to you, but it's gone."

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